As expected, the young chick beside him, who had just entered Jianghu and did not know the dangers of Jianghu, looked indignant, as if he wanted to fight for justice for Huang Liang. This made Huang Liang, who was wearing a heavy expression, laugh inwardly. It was true, and Pure Heart Pavilion was a famous sect in Jianghu, but that person was not Huang Liang. He had heard from the gossip of the people in the city that the young man who was swapped had a miserable end. He had only said a few angry words, but his hands and feet were broken by a group of retainers on the same day. It was also in this harsh winter that he was thrown to the roadside like a dead dog. Xu Qi, or Hsu Fengnian, looked up and saw the eight-barreled palanquin flying away like a swan treading on the snow. After leaving Shangyin Academy, Hsu Fengnian did not go with Chancellor Wang. However, with Yuan Zuozong in the light and Chu Lushan in the dark, there should not be any mistakes. If there was no accident, this was probably the last time he had the mood to wander around Jianghu. Hsu Fengnian wanted to return to Beiliang alone, so he did not even bring Wu, the Man of Sacrifice, with him, which made him very sad when he parted. According to Huang Liang, Jianghu was finally annoyed and no longer lifeless. The reason was that the Dongyue Sword Pool, which had a high status among the first-class sects, took the lead and the Spring Invitation Cottage of Western Shu agreed. They asked the Quicksnow Mountain Villa to be the host, intending to choose a person who could convince the masses to sit on the throne of the Wulin Alliance that had been vacant for decades. The reappearance of the Devil Cult, the emergence of their disciples and grand-disciples, and Mad Monk's journey to the east, had gradually caused the entire Jianghu to show signs of magnificence. Hsu Fengnian did not look at the ripples on the water, wondering if the Dongyue Sword Pool and the Spring Invitation Cottage had been instructed by the imperial court to imitate Beiliang and start to reorganize the forces in Jianghu. Dongyue Sword Pool had been the imperial court's dog beating stick for years, beating anyone who was not convinced. After Chen Zhibao entered Shu, the Spring Invitation Cottage had been flirting with each other openly. Now that Chen Zhibao was the Minister of War and would be crowned king in two years, it was reasonable for them to be restless.
While Hsu Fengnian was lost in thought, the ceremonial officer of Dragon Palace who was holding the tablet turned around and walked toward him. Her footsteps were light and agile, leaving no trace on the ground. In the eyes of ordinary Jianghu people, it would be feared. In Jianghu, old monks, old Taoists, and old nuns would not provoke them if they could. Moreover, the beautiful woman in green in front of him was outstanding. Since she dared to enter Jianghu, especially those heroines who fought alone, she must have some strange martial arts skills. The graceful and moving woman held a plain white elephant tablet with both hands and bowed to Xu Fengnian. She did not look like a woman from a poor family from an aristocratic family who curtsied. Indeed, it was in line with her ceremonial official attire, as if she was a courtier greeting each other. When she raised her head, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly. She looked at Xu Fengnian, who was riding on the horse, and said in a pleasant voice, "My family's Miss invites you to the imperial carriage for a chat."
Huang Liang opened his mouth in surprise. His heart was filled with jealousy, and his mood immediately became gloomy. When a Jianghu man with no family background married into a prestigious sect and brought home a beautiful woman and countless secret manuals, most of them would not find it shameful. Instead, they would regard it as a wonderful thing. For example, Drunken Sword Zhao Hongdan married into a rich family and brought home a beautiful woman, like a rootless duckweed planted in a fertile garden. His sword cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds. Without hesitation, Hsu Fengnian dismounted from the horse and led it away. Huang Liang wanted to rise to the top like he always did when the beautiful ceremonial officer took a step forward and shook her head. This made Huang Liang, who had just dismounted from the horse, want to dig a hole and hide in it. Fortunately, Xu Qi, who had stepped on dog poop, did not turn his head, and the beautiful woman did not ridicule him. Instead, she turned and led the way.
The palanquin stopped quietly at the side of the road. The beautiful ceremonial officer squatted in front of the palanquin and stretched out her hand. She looked up and signaled Hsu Fengnian to step on her hand, and she would help him enter the palanquin. Hsu Fengnian smiled and shook his head. He just handed the reins to her and asked, "The soles of my shoes are a little dirty. Is it okay to dirty your lady's tent?"
The beautiful ceremonial officer, who was leading the horse with one hand and holding the tablet with the other, smiled gently and said, "It's okay. After you enter the tent, I'll help you take off your shoes."
The bearded man frowned. He held the saber in his hand and stared at Hsu Fengnian covetously.
Hsu Fengnian faced the gauze tent, cupped his fist and said, "Hsu Fengnian has disturbed Fairy."
She then tiptoed and slipped into the gauze curtain. The woman was in her thirties and had a dignified appearance. However, even though she was kneeling on the ground, one could still vaguely see that her legs were long and slender. The side of her round buttocks that were squeezed out from her kneeling posture were even more alluring. Only an old flower expert would know the uniqueness of a woman's figure. Seeing Hsu Fengnian enter the tent, the woman smiled politely and gracefully. She quietly added a piece of spice into a thick, glazed green porcelain stove beside her. Hsu Fengnian did not bother the ceremonial officer to take off his shoes. Instead, he took them off himself. The ceremonial officer had already put away the tablet and handed Hsu Fengnian's horse to the bearded man. She took the strange man's boots with both hands. There was no difference on her pretty face. The incense burner was slightly tipsy, which was originally used for lavender to avoid filth. Xu Fengnian took off the hook and let down the gauze curtain. He sat cross-legged with the Fairy of the Dragon Palace. She did not speak. Xu Fengnian glanced at the incense burner out of the corner of his eye. The incense burner was painted with pictures of swords. Under the fragrance, the porcelain surface flowed like a lake, like a lifelike picture of a swordsman wielding his sword. This incense burner was vaguely a superior swordsmanship manual. Xu Fengnian smiled knowingly. Jianghu people said that the Dragon Palace had all kinds of treasures and was as rich as a country. They were once a big parasite of the old Southern Tang.
The woman, who might have been a married woman, smiled and asked, "Do you also practice swordsmanship?"
Hsu Fengnian nodded and said, "Yes, I have. May I know why Fairy asked me to take the carriage? "
The woman stared at Hsu Fengnian and said calmly, "Do you know a prophecy left by the first generation founder of the Dragon Palace?"
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "My knowledge is shallow. I don't know."
The woman did not mind and said, "It's hard to paint the skin but not the bones. You may know the face but not the heart. Our Dragon Palace has always been famous for drawing tigers and dragons. We are also good at observing people's bones. "
Xu Fengnian spouted nonsense, "When I was young, the fortune-teller said that I would either become a hero or be hacked to death by a hero in the future. He estimated that my bone structure was not bad. Fairy, how could you tell from so far away? Then Fairy of the Dragon Palace, you really have the ability of an immortal! "
The woman was obviously otherworldly. She was not used to such vulgar words and did not know how to respond. For a moment, there was only the fragrance and the sound of a needle falling could be heard.
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